Show Echoes from the dust Shelton Bruin fight ends In 5 rounds Echoes from the Dust feature Is selected from the files lies of the Vernal Express and printed as asIt asIt asit It appeared on the dale date noted at atthe atthe atthe the top of each feature 1 MAY A Y 18 is 1892 John Shelton Shellon came to town Tuesday from Jones Jone's Hole wearing neither gloves nor shoes his extremities were wrapped in linen and liniment and his general appearance was that of a man after a set to with witha a Kansas cyclone John had been meddling in the family life ie of or a she bear and like most people he got himself in trouble He lie had poisoned her cubs and the mother got on the war path and challenged John for a race or a fight fouls and drugs included John accepted the challenge and the two met up in the cedars What happened happened hap hap- I was as follows The I preliminaries were soon setI settled set set- I tied it was to be a sort of a free and easy you go I ROUND HOUND 1 All agree that John was out classed from the start his adversary had been in training all winter and was in excellent fighting condition They came to a scratch smiling Bruin Bruin did most of the coming she was also the one that came cameto to scratch was she not John sparred for an opening and when he saw the opening he went for it After some lively springing a la Mitchelle John came out on top of a tree Round 2 Johns John's tactics in this round were almost a repetition of first round Bruin was grinning and as full of wind as asat asat asat at th the commencement J Johnnie ohMie was watching for another opening to escape The opportunity opportunity opportunity op op- op- op came and there was some more lively sprinting John working in the lead Bruin said she couldn't see John half the time lime for dust and gravel The round ended with John in his cabin doors closed and locked and barred HOUND ROUND 3 Bruin moseyed back to the ring and having choice of position turned her herback herback herback back toward the sun Shelton was slightly winded while Bruin was as fresh as a bunch of spring violets Shelton was not only slightly winded but he was mad The chances were against him So to make matters mailers safe sate and sure he concluded to drug his with a solution of powder and md lead So arming himself with an old that had seen service In ancient wars the sights gone and the barrel slightly bent so it would shoot around trees and hills John sallied forth and when he came near enough to be far faraway faraway faraway away enough to be safe and without waiting for time to be called turned his loose gained first blood and first knock knuck down The fourth shot tore a hole in Bruin big enough to throw a bale of hay through Round 4 Both were excited and sore they clinched and the hair and fur flew so that at times limes it was hard to distinguish one from the other Bets were now 5 1 on the bear All prize ring rules and regulations were trampled under feet so to speak and there began such a catch-as-catch-can catch rough and tumble knock knack down and drag out fight as never was seen since Rome howled John smashed Bruin on the nose banged her ears and tried to stick his fingers in her eyes and andall andall andall all this while Bruin was sampling sampling sampling sam sam- pling Johns John's anatomy Commencing Commencing Commencing Com Com- with his right ear she worked her way down tasting his arms body and legs until his feet were reached when the ursine monster looked kind of surprised stopped eating walked slowly away a short distance to size up her antagonist antagonist antagonist an an- admire the surrounding scenery and get a breath of fresh air Round 5 at last Bruin called time lime by giving a snort Shelton came up groggy Bruin weak faint and bloody both trying to avoid punishment Heavy interchange of blows Bruin commenced the chewing chewin process process again while John tried to break her jaw Failing in this he reached down her throat and tried to turn her inside out as one would turn a stocking He was about to succeed in this last attempt when Bruin threw up the sponge or as the poet says pass passed d in her checks The shot had been a fatal one A struggle or two and the battle was over forever She had been drugged Then we suppose suppose suppose sup sup- pose John drug himself home Time two hours |